Why wasn't it enough?
I did my best but it was never enough
That spoon that wasn't cleaned or the door that wasn't closed
Just as you mouth that didn't close with saying the same thing over and over because it wasn't enough.
Nothing I did made you happy so what did you want from me?
That, I never got to know.
For you it was never enough, I wasn't perfect or as you wanted
I was me but you gave me the feeling I was no one
So, who did you want me to be? You? Would that be enough?
Would that make you talk to me and make me your family?
It wouldn't, would it? Because it was never truly there
You threw us out and you didn't even care.
Because we were not enough for you.
And that may be my 'best' memory of you because now it's our life
We are in control
So have a good life
A life spend finding the perfect
Finding the damaged you
To that I never knew the answer and I never will
And that's the most comforting thing.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts out loud
PoetryThis book contains a collections of short stories,poems and some creative writing. A place to empty my thoughts and put it on paper. Curious? Just read.